The Snap Sisters

Merry Winterveil!

Freckles looks at the tree in the middle of the room and mumbles "Yes, yes, this might be good Snap material". Specks gave it to her as a present, at first she thought, why of all places right in front of the Beam-O-Rama and it's so huuuuge, but now she figured it to be a lovely place for a Winterveil Snaps. She should thank her sister once she runs into her, after all she did take out a day to drag the whole giant thing over to their office and decorating it. Now if only sis would hurry and take it away after Winterveil, as she wasn't going to do it. And the place could use a cleanup too, all those needles from the tree on the floor. She shakes her head, muttering.

Still so much happening in her life, Duckular resigning as boss of the LBC, her sister that comes and goes as she likes, never to get a hold of, her parents don't seem to be around much either and of course Jelinda who is still ill. And Siobhan... well that's a whole different story. But it's Winterveil now, this should be a time of joy and without worry. Lately she can't keep her mouth shut, sis told her she has changed, has become more like her, bitter words keep tumbling from her mouth. She would like to change that, but she doesn't know how. She shudders. Even her and Kalistra had words. That Siobhan girl is not good for her temper. It seems like she is disassociating herself from everyone. But when she looked under that giant tree yesterday, she got presents from Kalistra and Duckular! She couldn't believe her eyes.

Freckles strokes with her fingers over the wrapped presents. She has no idea what's in those, but she would like to open them with someone. With her loved ones, Sis, Duck, Kal, Jelilnda and all the others. But no one is here. She walks to the closet, opens a drawer and picks up her camera. She should send everyone a Winterveil card. That's what she should do. She stands in front of the tree and places the camera on the floor, pushes the delayed action shutter button, runs to the tree and takes some poses. When she hears several clicks she smiles. After an afternoons work she looks at the card she made, a satisfied smile on her lips. This should work. She uploads it to the Beam-o-Rama, hoping many of those she loves will see it. Next time... next time everyone should be in this picture.

OOC: Speckles and Freckles wish you all a Merry Christmas!

A struggle back to Stormwind

Freckles sat on a bed at an Inn somewhere in Ashenvale. She looked around, it really was a nice place, if she would actually see any of it.  So much had happened since the moment she could walk again.

Freckles stared at the letter in her hand. Did she come all the way here.. just to be dragged to Stormwind again? She shook her head while picking up yet another note. "I'm really sick of all these things happening to those close to me"  She pondered: Stormy... it seems a place full with laughter and joy, but it also has a darker side, a side she seems to be pulled in constantly as of late. What happened to all the joyous moments with her and sis strolling around taking pictures for Stormy Fashion and lovable events such as different balls and tournaments? Only death, sickness and violence seem to rule the cities now.

She went to travel around after her own illness or comatose state Jelinda managed to pull her out off. She wouldn't admit to herself she really had fled the city. And Duckular... she didn't know what to think of all of it anymore. She left him.... she couldn't bare watching him suffer and get hurt anymore. Of course she could have stood by him, but a coldness seemed to have crept around her heart and she could only watch all her loved ones with a certain emptiness. Sis had left her... She couldn't reach her parents either. She left Stormwind in a hurry after Duck got hurt for the zillionth time and Jelinda needed to heal him again. Winterspring was her first destination. Some fond memories of the first wedding pictures she took. She blushed slightly, she should still make that album for Kinly and Sam.

Winterspring. She loved the cold, it seemed to suit her mood. Duckular found her there eventually, together with Woad. It was nice to see Woad again, but it was just bad timing. A depression had sunk in and no present or warm food Duckular brought her could warm her up. She temporarily snapped out of it when she received news of Fingel's death. She couldn't believe he was actually dead, she shed warm tears at his funeral. Sis wasn't even there. She couldn't understand. And Duck... where was he? After the funeral she wanted to return to Winterspring but she got held up in Ashenvale and decided to stay there for a while.

After a week, this dwarf and elf visited her there, right here at the inn. They'd tracked her down they said. It wasn't all too difficult to find a pink haired (No! Red haired! -sis would say) gnome in elvenland.  They said they were from the Stormwind City Watch. They asked her questions about Duckular. She couldn't believe he was really kidnapped, and then again, did it matter? He always seemed to get in trouble. Was it worth it? Was she selfish for not wanting to have all these bad and worried times with him? Those dark times seemed to overshadow all the wonderful times they had together. Deep down in her heart she knew she still cared. She just didn't allow herself to feel it.. And then they tell her SHE's in danger too! Of all things... How could those who supposedly wanted to hurt her find her? She would just travel someplace else. No way that she was returning to Stormwind again. Gnoko had told her there were troubles within the LBC and some gangs. What did those gangs have to do with the LBC? Her thoughts wandered off for a second. Somewhere in the darkest corner of her thoughts she knew the LBC wasn't as legitimate as Duckular told her it was. Mekkong even admitted it to her a couple of months ago. She shrugged it off.

She stared at the letter again. She resisted with every fibre in her to go back to Stormwind, but this letter.... "...Jelinda...poisened bolt... slow and painful...unfocused trauma" She just couldn't believe it. Jelinda.. shot? Dying? She read the letter carefully again. She needed to find that book the letter spoke about. The vile criminals who took it from the Cathedral... She didn't have any words for it. Could she save her? Her mouth twisted in a determined curl, her jaw set. She should do something.

She packed her bags and walked up to the gryphon master. "Stormwind, the fastest gryphon you have. No! I don't care what it costs, just get me that gryphon!"

On her flight to Stormwind she was going over the things she should do. First to the Cathedral, then find someone from the LBC, to see if they knew anything about the robbery and that book she needed. Maybe the Stormwind City Watch too. She had to save Jelinda! Like Jelly had done for her so many times...